A Star without a Name

When a baby is taken from the wet nurse,
It easily forgets her
and starts eating solid food.

Seeds feed awhile on ground,
then lift up into the sun.

So you should taste the filtered light
and work your way toward wisdom
with no personal covering.

That's how you came here, like a star
without a name. Move across the night sky
with those anonymous lights.

(Mathnawi III, 1284-1288

Rumi

I died from minerality and became vegetable;
And From vegetativeness I died and became animal.
I died from animality and became man.
Then why fear disappearance through death?
Next time I shall die
Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels;
After that, soaring higher than angels -
What you cannot imagine,
I shall be that.
Mathnavi Manavi

Growth/ Poran Poreghbal

Growth
That day came again
my hearth was laughing
That day came again
The familiar early morning breeze
Whispering love poem in my ear
I lived again
And I developed
And I learned to walk again
Do not ask me how
As we do it differently
We do it individually
Me, you, and they
We do it differently
We choose
And we develop
Do not ask me how
I lived again
my hearth was laughing again
It happened when I let go
It came
When I considered life
When my soul required lift
And I did it.
September 1996
Poran Poregbal
Stockholm
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